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A Feminist Takes on Rapunzel
I’ve had a problem with the Rapunzel story my whole adult life.
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#youknowme
We have our reasons.
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I Count, Too.
I want my very own placard.
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My April Obsession
It’s 2 a.m. and I can’t sleep, so I check out the live feed of April the Giraffe. She’s alone in her stall, flirting with the camera. I love her eyelashes and her chipmunk cheeks when she’s chewing her cud. She’s also heavily pregnant. The vet thought she’d give birth on April 1st or 2nd,…
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A Maternal Instinct for Benign Neglect
I really have to hand it to my mother. It wasn’t until I was an adult that I was exposed to the idea that parents were capable of disliking their children. Ma never gave me that impression, so the concept never occurred to me. When I was in my early 20’s, my mother admitted to…
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Personal Space
People want to touch my hair all the time. It’s freakishly thick, and at various times in my life it has been quite long. I wouldn’t mind so much if they asked first. But no. They just dive right in there. It feels like a violation. And one time when I was in 7th grade,…
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Turning Points
I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the paths we take in life. None of us are on the same path, and none of us can really see the road ahead. It’s like driving with a blindfold on. Sure, you might be able to anticipate the occasional pothole or speed bump. You may even be…
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Do Republican Women Hate Themselves?
When I was in college I was invited to join the youth division of a service organization called the Rotary Club, and I was seriously considering it. I thought it would look great on resumes and applications, and it would be wonderful to have a positive impact on this world. Then I had a conversation…